This is a song about "I am the king my name is muller"

Niggas getting flipped, i get them done for nothing

As i end my rap, i showed u whos the king,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I am the master of me, and my past is what shapes me,

Hey yo yo the rap battle is my game i am about to rich the fame

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

As i end my rap, i showed u whos the king,

These niggas is bothered, these critics be talking

I am so flexible like king kong my raps aint fake nor mock,

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

// [she says i am the one, but the kid is not my son]

Hear i am without a sick rhyme to my name,

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain